Chapter Twenty-Nine: Vintage

In the elegant and spacious living room, a total of ten people, including Li Yifan, gathered.

The leader is the treasure master mentioned in Meng Luo's mouth, Hua Lao. Next, from right to left, there are Jin Peng, Zhang Dongcheng, Meng Luo, and Li Yifan. The rest of the people sat in their seats on the left.

"Everyone is here, let's start!" Meng Luo, as the organizer, spoke first.

"I'm here today mainly to see the gold leaves of the Qin and Han dynasties. Jin Peng smiled at Hua Lao and Meng Luo, ignoring the others.

Meng Luo nodded, Li Yifan opened the system backpack, took out ten gold leaves and handed them to Hua Lao.

"This ......"

After looking at it for about a minute, Hua Lao put the gold leaf in his hand back on the table, and after a long silence, he said: "To be honest, the age of this thing is much older than that of the Western Zhou Dynasty! It may be the Xia Dynasty, or even earlier. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned. There was silence in the room.

"Hua Lao, you're not mistaken, are you?"

After a while, Zhang Dongcheng asked with a suspicious expression, he saw that the gold leaf was taken out by the little white face who was in the way before, and he heard that this thing was so valuable, and he subconsciously didn't want to believe it.

"What kind of person is Hua Lao, who has always been known for being fair and rigorous, and he will talk nonsense about things that he is not sure of?" Meng Luo saw that Hua Lao's face was flushed, and hurriedly played a round.

Jin Peng also had a gloomy face at the moment, glaring at the other party viciously, and a touch of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Dongcheng was frightened by the staring of the son of the Jin family. Immediately shut up.

Although the Jin family is powerful, it still needs to maintain good relations with some professionals in various industries. Now that Zhang Dongcheng is on his side, if he accidentally offends someone, then others will only point the finger at himself or the Jin family.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Dongcheng recently sent him a batch of rare treasures that he didn't know where to cheat, coupled with the distant relatives, he would not have allowed the other party to become his follower.

Seeing that Meng Luo had played a round for herself, Hua Lao's expression finally softened, and he no longer wanted to pay attention to the people of the Jin family.

I saw him open his mouth and say: "The line of the antique is the Western Zhou Dynasty, and further up, it is impossible to judge the specific year, this gold leaf is very precious." It is no longer in the category of antiques, but cultural relics! It is conservatively estimated that one piece can be sold for at least tens of millions of dollars. It's a pity that you are willing to sell, but I am afraid that others will not dare to buy it!"

Hearing this, Li Yifan couldn't help but be slightly stunned, he understood what it meant. No matter how expensive this thing is, it has already been characterized as a cultural relic. Cultural relics, who dares to buy them?

Even Jin Peng, who likes antiques, couldn't help but sigh again and again when he heard this, he came here today specifically for this gold leaf, and now it seems that he ran for nothing.

Meng Luo looked at Li Yifan, lowered her voice and said, "You called last time and said that you were short of money. It's okay, I can advance you two million first, and then pay me back when you have money. Or, next time, if there's something weird, sell it to me. ”

"You're not afraid that I'll take the money and run away?"

"With your skills, two million can be easily earned. Besides, I believe you!" Meng Luo's eyes were full of trust when she said this.

Just when Li Yifan was overwhelmed by the other party.

A young woman couldn't wait to open the red satchel she was carrying and took out a fist-sized pale yellow transparent bead from it.

"Hua Lao, this is what I bought at the antique market once, and I would like you to help me palm my eyes!" the woman said as she respectfully handed over the beads with both hands.

"It is an object from the Ming and Qing dynasties, and such a large piece of amber is very rare, and it is also polished very carefully. But it's not mainstream, there's no market, and not many people like to collect this. ”

"Then please help me estimate the price!" The woman was not surprised, and seemed to have already learned this information.

"This thing, it should be around a million. Hearing this, the woman smiled, as if she had not spent much money on what she had scavenged from the antique market.

"Then the auction begins! Meng Luo took a sip of tea, moistened her throat, and then spoke.

"One million and one million!" shouted Li Yifan. He shouted with confidence, Meng Luo had just given him a bank card of two million.

No one robbed him, as Hua Lao said, this thing is not the mainstream.

Li Yifan didn't buy this for a collection, but he was curious just now, loaded the pupil of disillusionment, and clearly saw a strange bug mixed in the amber ball. The bug was purple and somewhat like a praying mantis, but it had an extra tail on its buttocks.

This scene is not visible without sharp eyes. This shows that bugs don't belong to the normal world.

"Why do you want this?" Meng Luo asked curiously. Although she couldn't see Li Yifan's strange eyes, she could see that the other party had been staring at a certain part of the amber ball.

Maybe there was something there that she couldn't see?" she thought for a moment, and then dismissed the absurd thought.

"I'm useful", Li Yifan couldn't think of a particularly suitable remark for a while, so he said perfunctorily.

In fact, it wasn't perfunctory, he just vaguely felt that this abnormal insect was very similar to the demon spirit described by Xiao Hei. It's just that he's not sure, but he can sense that this thing should be worth the money, so he doesn't hesitate to spend money to take a picture.

Meng Luo saw that he didn't want to elaborate, so he didn't ask any more.

Everyone auctioned a few more delicate antiques, and finally came to the end of the auction, and the people were almost gone.

Jin Peng gave Zhang Dongcheng a color, and the other party willingly took out a jar of wine from his feet and put it in front of Hua Lao.

Everyone was a little confused, only Hua Lao's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but shout, "This is the wine of the Northern Song Dynasty!"

"That's right!" Jin Peng showed off, "This thing, I recently got a few altars." This wine is one of them. As he spoke, he motioned for Zhang Dongcheng to open the lid of the altar.

Immediately, the fragrance filled the house, and the aroma of wine overflowed.

"I know that Hua Lao and Miss Meng are from the wine road, so I specially brought a jar here for everyone to taste!"

Without waiting for Jin Peng's instructions, Zhang Dongcheng poured four bowls, put them on each of Hua, Meng, and Jin, and then added another bowl to himself. only deliberately omitted Li Yifan, and glanced at it provocatively.

Li Yifan ignored the other party. He doesn't drink much. For him, Niulanshan and Moutai are the same thing.

Meng Luo frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

This wine is more than 800 years old, and if it is auctioned at auction, it can be sold for at least 10 million yuan. This bowl alone is worth millions. According to Li Yifan's qualifications, he is not qualified to drink.

"Strong, pure, fragrant, smoked, all four products are complete!Good wine", Hua Lao took a small sip slightly, his face full of excitement. "Good stuff!" he said, taking another sip.

"Wait, there's something wrong with this wine!"

Meng Luo just lifted the wine bowl before bringing it to his mouth. He snatched it away with a hand and spilled the wine from the bowl on the ground.

It was Li Yifan who made the shot.